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The pace of time, the pace of creation. The law of the desert, the law of the sand, the law of heat. Time flows and passes, forms appear. Creation happens with the African pace, here, in its own time.
Forget about 9 o’clock sharp, about 8 working hours, about productivity. Imagine the desert, the straw-clay houses, a couple of Tuareg tents, and on the side, an atelier.
 
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The first body of the objects is out of bee wax, their first cast clay. The first form is left to dry for a few days, before being melted in the fire. In the fire, the wax returns to its original liquid form. Only the clay cast is left; it awaits a new body, the object’s second form.  
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The soul reveals the beauty of the body. Polished silver, a heart of ebony or agate, a complex mixture of features. The features mix, the souls appear, each with their own character.  |
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